Feb 24

As much as I don’t like the CC company.. This is ducking brilliant. Bow to the agency that did it.

Nov 21

Z Romy

CHRISTINE:
Ten głos nawiedzał mnie
Przybywał w snach
Wymawiał imię me
Aż nastał brzask
I chyba dalej śnię
Lecz razem z nim
To on - to Upiór tej opery ma we władzy sny

PHANTOM:
Niezwykły duet nasz
Usłyszy noc
Bo mam nad tobą już
Nadludzką moc
A choć odwracasz się
Spoglądasz w tył
To ja - to Upiór tej opery mam we władzy sny

CHRISTINE:
Kto widział twoja twarz
Ten poznał strach
Dla świata maskę masz

PHANTOM:
Świat głos mój zna

CHRISTINE + PHANTOM:
W harmonii splata się
I głos i myśl
O tak - to Upiór tej Opery ma we władzy sny

CHÓR:
To on, to upiór tej opery
Ten duch, to upiór tej opery!

PHANTOM:
Fantazji odrzuć dziś
Nieostry kształt
Bo czas, by miała już

CHRISTINE:
Twój głos i twarz

CHRISTINE + PHANTOM:
Noc labiryntem jest
Zabłądźmy w nim
O tak - to Upiór tej Opery ma we władzy sny

PHANTOM:
Śpiewaj, mój Aniele Muzyki!

CHRISTINE:
To on, to upiór tej opery

PHANTOM:
Śpiewaj!
Śpiewaj dla mnie!
Śpiewaj, mój Aniele Muzyki!
Śpiewaj dla mnie!

Oct 8

kill-9 :D

I guess I’ll have to shut you down for good this time,
Already tried a SIGQUIT, so now it’s KILL DASH 9.
You gotta learn when it’s time for your thread to yield;
It shoulda slept; instead you stepped and now your fate is sealed.
I’ll take your process off the run queue without even asking
‘Cause my flow is like reentrant and preemptive multitasking.
Your sad rhymes are spinnin’ like you’re in a deadlock,
You’re like a synchronous sock that don’t know when to block;
So I pull out my keyboard and I pull out my glock,
And I dismount your girl and I mount /proc
And I’ve got your fuckin pid and the bottom line
Is that you best not front or else it’s KILL DASH NINE.

KILL DASH NINE,
No more CPU time.
I run KILL DASH NINE,
And your process is mine.
I run KILL DASH NINE,
‘Cause it’s MY time to shine
So don’t step outta line or else it’s
KILL DASH NINE!

See it ain’t about the Benjamins or Pentiums or Athlons,
But you rappin’ 50 meters while I’m spittin’ in decathlons.
Your shit’s old and busted, mine’s the new hotness;
You’re like CLR and I’m like CLRS.
You’re running csh and my shell is bash,
You’re the tertiary storage; I’m the L1 cache.
I’m a web crawling spider; you an Internet mosquito;
You thought the 7-layer model referred to a burrito.
You’re a dialup connection; I’m a gigabit LAN.
I last a mythical man-month; you a one-minute man.
It’s like I’m running Thunderbird and you’re still stuck with Pine,
Which is why I think it’s time for me to KILL DASH NINE.

Yeah it’s KILL DASH NINE
No more CPU time.
‘Cause it’s KILL DASH NINE,
And your process is mine.
I said KILL DASH NINE
‘Cause it’s my time to shine,
So don’t step outta line or else it’s
KILL DASH NINE!

My posse throws down like leaky bucket regulators;
I was coding shit in MIPS while you were playing Space Invaders.
With my finger on the trigger I run ./configure
Yo, this package is big, but MY package is bigger.
I roll my weed with Zig Zag while I zag-zig splay,
And I do a bounds check before I write to an array.
I’m a loc’d out baller writing KLOCS a day,
‘Cause it’s publish or perish, fool, what can I say?
I’m 26 now, will I live to see 28?
Some days I wonder if I’ll survive to graduate.
But hey, that’s just fine, I won’t ever resign,
And if fools try to step then it’s KILL DASH NINE!

Yeah it’s KILL DASH NINE,
From my command line
It’s KILL DASH NINE
Sending chills down your spine,
I said KILL DASH NINE,
‘Cause it’s my time to shine,
So don’t step outta line or else it’s
KILL DASH NINE!

fs sa rlidwka
I’ll chown your home and take your access away
Comin’ straight outta Stanford, ain’t nobody tougher,
Control-X, Control-C, I’ll discard your fuckin’ buffer.
You’re outside your scope, son, close them curly brackets,
‘Cause I drop punk-ass bitches like a modem drops packets.
Dump your motherfucking core, and trace your stack
‘Cause where your ass is going, there won’t be no callback.
See my style is divine and my code is sublime,
My career’s in a climb and yours is in a decline.
I’ll write a pound-define and assign you as mine,
So refine those sad rhymes or remove your plus signs,

Or it’s KILL DASH NINE,
No more CPU time,
‘Cause it’s KILL DASH NINE,
And your process is mine,
I said KILL DASH NINE
‘Cause it’s my time to shine,
Bitch you stepped outta line and now it’s
KILL DASH NINE!

Sep 20

Feb 28

Marian - Kot, który przepił nie jedną osobę ;-)

Jan 11

i nieco starsze ;-)

Tourists!

Jan 11

Men’s dream ;-)

“Heineken - Walk in Fridge”

Można oglądać na okrągło ;-)

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